I’m told that most siblings fight, at least once in a while. But I don’t remember ever having a fight with Steven. From a young age Steven and I were best buds, sidekicks on our family adventures, and also different enough that it never felt like a competition. On occasion I remember getting upset with him, over something silly no doubt (like playing computer games too loudly outside my room), and inevitably he would do something to mitigate the situation and we would be back on track. Steven was a sensitive little guy and acutely aware of how his actions might make others feel, a skill that he retained into adulthood. As an adult he prioritized family time and would always make time for us, no matter how busy. In short, best brother ever! Xoxo